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within the warmth of your touch There's never a moment that I'd let slip by, in your eyes Are we growing old day and day? Am I melting in the rays
around the way Hit the gas slow down Hold wait its gamma ray I'm in a higher level Man I taught myself to elevate You say I put u I trance No girl I made
gave me a ray of light I smiled even though I was ready to die, I love you with all my might Rock the bells, the gangster gospel is here I'm featured
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as I like display a new style that just may Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay Yeah, by
burnin' candles down to his wick sharpen bars up in them sticks Some like Gucci but I am a walkin' gift under sun rays music outlives error can't be young
I am finally free, yeah Oh you're a god ray from Eden A perfect creature God sets you by his side Oh you're a gift sent from heaven A perfect angel I
Each cry of praise begins with Thee You???ve given the gift of life And hid in our hearts eternity Revealed in the mercies of Christ Tho???
to the rhymin' biz No, I don't believe we've been introduced I'm back, to a nice ovation Shine like a diamond by myself, call it isolation Words be crusty,
and standards) (Are the greatest gift America ever gave to the arts) (And I like it mostly, love it mostly) (Because of the message that it sends and I think it
to the qualities that nature emits And not by coincidence it is the exact same that is reflected in our soul, we’re lucky for this gift The morning sun, rising
rats running by Death around the corner or right in front of the house Like migos whole family in one house The struggling and hustle I know what it's
prince gettin' gifts, we gon' take it by day No conflicts, flippin' scripts if you get in my way Lunar eclipse, life a trip and I'm hopin' you stay
you about his story Here's my evidence of Kobe Hustle's testimony God made Only by heaven lil homie Self-made it might just be imaginary This world is
La, la la . . . to fade Music by Gerard Andre Biesel And lyrics by Ray Charles
Your all I got, baby People say no, she's no good Just throw her out, Ray Can't you just have Bree, or Blair, they'll never want me Its easy As breathing
in wire So precious savior Pack your wine, babe And get that flavor The pool is burnin' See all reflected rays Be all perfected gifts If you're in
I'm taking it step by step We both know that shit old Little bit of this and that you Know well you've been told Let me just put it all down Let's see
pimp this gift That only I possess I illustrated that way to get the shit off my chest I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple Km.G
Celebrating with 713 with my homies Drinking too much by my lonely Fuck these restraints, you can't control I'm not your friend no more, that's
Shut down the negativity by repeating "yes" Yes, hold up ya hand if you've been recently blessed Yea, I speak from the chest So it's an added bonus
name is DJ Run Shoots a gift like a gun Slays suckers one by one Rather chill than kill Cause the killing's no fun So together forever Crew be
sunny rays To this eerie glow Raspberry drama And fresh baked stress A homemade banquet Hard to digest New job offers for the coming season So if I don't
just realized I was born with a gift Tryna get back to myself and shine Got stuck in my head Aye yeah Now I'm felling like I'm rich but I ain't Rich
Mmhm Oh ha oh, oh, oh Hey, Billy Ray Now I don't need Central Park or snowy weather And I don't care if it's 98 degrees Just as long as we can
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